Tuesday, November 7, 2023

A Portrait of Two Nights

Angels are Asleep Tonight:
There is no Moon,
And the Tide is Low.

A Town shuts Down,
All gets Quiet—
Windows grow Dim with Exhaustion.
                ~
Demons are Awake Tonight:
Stars are Hidden,
And the Water reeks of Sulfur.

A City Becomes Busy,
Sirens Wail—
Flashing Lights, Seize the Streets.

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